You Know You’re a Writer When… (Adair Lara)

This is one of those delightful little books that shops keep near their counter: literary impulse buys. My husband found it in Type Books, in their literary impulse buy department, and I’m lucky that he spoiled me with it because it’s the sort of little book that I’d love to have, but I’d never have bought it for myself.

Not
because it’s not delightful: it definitely is. But because there’s always a
more [useful, serious, note-worthy, prize-winner-ish, world-widening] book to
choose instead.

Although
there are some statements that aren’t a perfect fit for me, at least some of
those are a perfect fit for friends of mine, so I’m willing to adopt the
premise that those few which don’t fit either category must perfectly describe
a friend of Adair Lara’s.

Here’s
a sample:

You
are shipwrecked on a deserted island but can’t send the rescue note off in the
bottle because you have no access to spell-check.